There is no system for the anime, so I have to work hard on my own.

Mao Lilan is worthy of being the first female protagonist of Conan.

In just a short while, she not only won people's hearts with her gentle and kind personality, but also quickly narrowed the distance between her and Asai Narumi with her pleasant words.

Mao Lilan's eyes inadvertently fell on the luggage beside Asai Narimi: "Speaking of which, where is Miss Asai going?"

She asked softly, a hint of tenderness in her tone.

"We are going to Tsukikage Island." Asai Narimi responded with a smile.

Mao Lilan's eyes lit up instantly, and curiosity flashed like stars: "We? In other words, Miss Asai is with others?"

"Yes." Asai Narimi nodded, and then introduced Ye Yusheng who was standing beside him, "This is my companion."

Ye Yusheng extended friendly greetings to everyone, and when Mao Lilan looked at him, a sense of déjà vu arose spontaneously, as if a certain memory had a subtle resonance.

The little ponytail, the straight and handsome facial features, and the blood-red eyes really look more and more familiar the more I look at them.

Then she realized that this was the handsome guy she met on the way home from get out of class a year ago, the one that Sonoko said was a pity.

"Hello Mr. Ye, I'm Mao Lilan." She introduced herself and mentioned the little Conan next to her, "By the way, the child next to me is Conan."

child?

I think they are teenagers.

Ye Yusheng secretly complained in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and said: "Well, hello, little brother Conan."

Such a familiar voice, where on earth have I heard it before? Conan lowered his head in thought.

Conan, although he was shrunk, he still possessed an unusually sharp intuition.

Ye Yusheng's voice awakened a memory in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried to recall it, that memory was as vague and elusive as smoke.

Ye Yusheng was a little surprised by Conan's sharpness, but he was soon relieved. After all, Conan has absolute pitch, even though he is tone-deaf.

Conan thought about it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't remember where the two had met before.

So, Conan tried to use his advantage as a child to get information.

He grabbed the corner of Ye Yusheng's clothes, blinked his bright eyes full of curiosity and asked, "Brother Ye, have we met somewhere before?"

If Conan was a real elementary school student, Ye Yusheng would still think this little guy was cute.

But, this guy is just a high school student pretending to be young. His acting is not up to standard either. He didn't inherit any of Kudo Yukiko's acting talent at all. He is too stiff.

Ye Yusheng felt a chill and couldn't help but complain inwardly - is Conan really like this?

Looking at Ye Yusheng's changing expression, Conan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

He couldn't understand why Ye Yusheng reacted like this. Didn't he like children?

It can't be that I didn't act like it?!

Although his mind was already full of thoughts, Conan remained expressionless, blinking his big eyes, trying to show the innocent side of a child.

Ye Yusheng stretched out his devil claws, placed them on Conan's head, and rubbed it hard.

It is worthy of being certified by many senior time travelers, and the feel is top-notch.

"You must have remembered it wrongly. If I had really met a child like Conan, a child with personality, I would definitely not forget him." Ye Yusheng said with a subtle expression.

Conan carefully observed Ye Yusheng's every subtle reaction, trying to catch some unusual clues.

Well, apart from that rather subtle expression, he didn't notice anything.

Ye Yusheng's breathing did not become rapid, and there was no sign of evasion in his eyes. Everything was silently telling him that Ye Yusheng was not lying.

But if the other person is not lying, then where does this sense of familiarity come from?

Conan lowered his head and thought again.

Looking at Conan who was stuck in a dead end of thinking, Ye Yusheng couldn't help but raise a happy smile at the corner of his mouth.

Conan seemed to have noticed something, but when he raised his head, the smile on Ye Yusheng's lips had disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

However, Ye Yusheng did not lie—

It was the first time he saw Conan "in person". After all, what did Kudo Shinichi's affairs have to do with Conan?

What? Conan became smaller because of the medicine he fed him?!

Slander, absolutely slander!!

When he was feeding the medicine, there was only the person named Kudo Shinichi, and Conan did not exist at all.

The sea breeze blew gently, the ship's whistle pierced the quiet air, and passengers flocked to the dock to board the ship.

Amidst the noise, Conan's thoughts surged like waves, trying to solve the lingering doubts in his heart.

"The ship is finally here," someone exclaimed, with a hint of relief in his voice.

"That's right, we've been waiting for a long time!" Responses came one after another, and the passengers' complaints were like waves on the sea, one after another.

The noisy sound interrupted Conan's thoughts and woke him up from endless confusion.

He shook his head slightly, sighed helplessly, and decided to put aside the unsolvable mystery for the time being.

"Conan, hurry up!" Ran Mouri's voice sounded in his ears, with a bit of anxiety and tenderness. She stood not far away, her eyes full of concern.

"Sister Xiaolan, wait for me." Conan responded, took a step with his short legs, and quickly caught up with the team.

Although his steps were hurried, he revealed a hint of childish...liveliness and innocence?

Asai Narimi looked at this scene, with mixed emotions in his heart: "Ran and Conan have such a good relationship."

He sighed, his tone filled with nostalgia and reminiscence. However, this nostalgia was quickly replaced by a shadow of hatred, which flashed across his eyes like lightning and disappeared in an instant.

Conan seemed to sense a subtle change in the air and turned his head involuntarily, trying to capture the abnormality of that moment.

But when he looked at Asai Narishige again, there was only tenderness in the other's eyes, and the flame of hatred had disappeared without a trace.

Sure enough, am I too sensitive?

Conan asked himself this question and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Mao Lilan noticed Conan's subtle changes, she bent down and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Her voice was like warm sunshine, dispelling the haze in my heart.

Maori Kogoro's voice came from not far away like distant waves crashing against the shore: "Xiaolan, you are too nervous. Something will happen to this little brat."

There was a hint of indifference in his tone, as if he didn't care much about anything around him.

However, Conan has long been accustomed to Kogoro Mouri's seemingly indifferent attitude.

In his eyes, every word and every action of Kogoro Mori revealed a different kind of concern, even though this concern had long been hidden under his rough appearance.

"Dad!" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Mao Lilan's voice. She was a little angry at her father's indifference.

In her voice, a daughter's expectations and disappointments for her father were intertwined, like a rainbow in the drizzle, short-lived but touching.

Kogoro Mouri naturally noticed the subtle change in his daughter's tone, and he snorted coldly.

Immediately afterwards, Kogoro Mori showed a little-known side of him - attentive and gentlemanly.

He turned to Asai Narimi, his voice filled with sincerity: "Ms. Asai, your luggage is so heavy, let me help you!"

Without waiting for Asai Narumi to answer, he took the initiative to pick up his luggage and walked towards the pier with steady steps.

At this moment, Kogoro Mori's back looked particularly tall and straight, and his serious look seemed to freeze time.

The masculinity he displayed was like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and charming.

In this brief moment, Kogoro Mouri is no longer the rough detective he usually is, but has transformed into a charming gentleman who is eye-catching.

However, Kogoro Mori didn't know that Asai Narimi, whom he treated with great care, actually had a hidden side that was unknown to the public - a cross-dresser.

In the eyes of Kogoro Mori, Asai Narumi is a gentle woman who needs help, a Yamato Nadeshiko-like existence.

As the last passengers merged into the cabin, the whistle sounded like a long horn, announcing the moment of departure.

The ship slowly sailed away from the dock and headed towards its distant destination - Moon Shadow Island.

The sea breeze blows gently, the waves sparkle, and everything seems to be dyed with dreamy colors.

After a long voyage, when the outline of Moon Shadow Island gradually became clear on the sea level, the group's hearts were filled with anticipation and curiosity.

This island, like a secret waiting to be revealed, lies quietly in the embrace of the blue.

In order not to attract unnecessary attention, they also search for clues that may be hidden on the island.

Kogoro Maori decided to take a more covert approach. He began to ask local residents about the various legends and stories on the island.

His inquiries were like casting a net to catch fish, hoping to catch any information related to the case.

Soon, a tragedy that happened twelve years ago surfaced, like a sleeping beast, awakening Kogoro Maori's keen intuition.

He felt that there was some kind of inexplicable connection between this case and the drug trafficking incident he was investigating. Although it was not clear what it was, his intuition told him that the connection between the two might be the key to solving the mystery.

Noticing the thoughtful look that occasionally flashed in his eyes, Ye Yusheng couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.

He knew that this confused detective couldn't really be that confused.

In this case, it was Conan who was kept in the dark by Kogoro Mouri.

However, it was really difficult for him to pretend to be confused even though he knew everything.

Then, he began to wonder about the real reason why Kogoro Mouri pretended to be confused.

Shaking his head, Ye Yusheng suppressed the idea of ​​using "Erudito" to pursue the truth.

If you knew everything, it would become very boring.

The more important task now is to kill those guys.

However, this can be considered an alternative confrontation with the detective, which is unexpectedly exciting.

......

At this moment, a propaganda vehicle decorated with Masato Shimizu's campaign slogans was traveling through every street on the island, and the sound coming from the loudspeaker was as exciting as a war drum.

"To protect the island's fishing grounds and the rights of the islanders, please support the people's spokesperson, Shimizu Masato... I beg you to give me your vote!!"

This sound, like a spring breeze, awakens every corner of the island.

However, in stark contrast, outside the community center, another group of people were fortunate and protesting.

"Down with the tyranny and brutality of the current village chief!"

“Stop the encroachment on farmland!!”

"Give me back my peaceful fishing grounds!"

They held up banners and marched with firm steps, like thunder in summer, shaking every heart.

Kuroiwa Tatsuji, one of Asai Narimi's targets and the current village chief, swept his eyes over the marching crowd and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

"Damn it! They chose the day the former village chief was performing a ritual to cause trouble. How rude!"

His words, like icicles in the cold wind, revealed his dissatisfaction with the protesters.

"What a disgusting bunch of people." Kuroiwa Reiko, Kuroiwa Tatsuji's daughter, echoed her father's words.

Her gaze fell on Hirata Kazuaki standing beside her, and her tone was commanding: "Hirata! What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and find a way to shut those guys up!!"

Hirata Kazuaki, the secretary, faced with this sudden accusation, sweated profusely and stammered, "Yes... yes... Miss..."

On the side, Murasawa Shuichi, Kuroiwa Reiko's fiancé, subtly interrupted, "You don't really think that this will get you over with, do you?"

"Z-Monday, what do you mean?"

"Tsk tsk, I just asked a few villagers for their opinions, but they don't think very highly of your dad." Murasawa Shuichi's words were like a loud slap in the face, catching people off guard.

At this time, Kawashima Hideo, one of the candidates for village chief, walked in and said confidently, "That's right! I am the candidate with the most public support this time!"

Kuroiwa Tatsuji snorted coldly: "You guys, all you know how to do is buy people's hearts with money..."

"Haha, didn't I learn all this from you?" Kawashima Hideo's voice was full of mockery.

At this time, Secretary Hirata Kazuaki suddenly said to Kuroiwa Tatsuji: "Village Chief, there is a gentleman who wants to see you..."

Kuroiwa Tatsuji's voice was filled with curiosity and a hint of dissatisfaction: "Who is it that chooses this time?"

The secretary stammered, "It's... a famous detective from Tokyo..."

Instantly, the pupils of Heiyan and his daughter shrank, their voices filled with disbelief: "Detective?!"

......

In a corner of the waiting area, Kogoro Mouri crossed his legs and leaned lazily on the sofa. A feeling of dissatisfaction spread quietly like the treetops swaying in the breeze.

"It's so slow... How long do we have to wait?" His whisper was like a ray of light in the night. Although it was inconspicuous, it revealed the impatience of waiting.

Not far away, Conan's eyes were attracted by a door. Curiosity was like a kitten's paw, gently touching his heartstrings, and he walked towards the door involuntarily.

Noticing Conan's actions, Mao Lilan's heart tightened, and she quickly warned: "Conan, no!"

However, before he could finish his words, Conan had already gently pushed open the door, as if opening up a whole new world.

"It's a piano." Mao Lilan's voice was soft, like a warm breeze in spring. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and she seemed curious about this unexpected discovery.

Maori Kogoro's gaze also shifted. He looked around and the spacious room made him exclaim, "What a big room."

Through the window, a touch of blue came into view, and Maori Kogoro couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, the beach is right behind the activity center..."

The sea is like a bright color in a painting, as if it wants to dye every corner of the room with tranquil blue.

Mao Lilan's eyes fell on the piano, and the dust seemed to be telling the story of time.

"This piano is really dirty. It should be properly maintained and cleaned..."

There was a hint of regret in her words, as if she felt sorry that this once musical elf had not received the care it deserved.